Out and About

We drove out to the country on Monday. It was cold. The thermometer read -30C when we left after lunch. The front windshield refused to defrost all the way, leaving me to slouch the whole way there; and because the heat was necessary on the window, my feet grew progressively colder.

The trip was sped . . . → Read More: Out and About

Mundane Life

I was recently reflecting on my lack of blogging and realized that most of my writing, whether for the blog, or in my own personal journal, happens when I am angsting over something or struggling with the black dogs of depression. I think I use the written words to help me unravel the chaos inside . . . → Read More: Mundane Life